Rating: T (just in case)
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor the characters belong to me, they belong to ITV1. Nonetheless, I love to borrow them from time to time. The idea of the story as well as the story itself – including all possible pre- or sequels published afterwards – are mine.
Summary: Written for the just_kiss_her vanilla kink meme. The prompt was “From the moment Jess meet Becker she knew she fancied him, it took a while longer for him to realise that he liked her too.” by mydoctortennant.
Warnings: not beta-read
Author notes: Follow up to ‘Pitfalls’. I'm sorry about the ending, I couldn't resist. Really, I tried. But I couldn't... It was just too tempting. *evil grin*
“Take the corridor to your left,” Jess told Matt over the comm. “Follow it for three hundred twenty feet and then turn right.”
“Mrs Becker,” Lester called from the door to his office.
Jess turned around smiling brightly at him. It had already been four months since the wedding, but she still wasn’t entirely used to being called Mrs Becker. She still couldn’t believe all this was true.
“Yes, sir?” she asked. But the next second her face twisted with pain. She gasped, pressing a hand to her side.
Lester frowned in concern as he hurried down to the ADD. “Jess, what’s wrong?” he wanted to know.
“Nothing,” she assured him, taking a deep breath. “It’s just a sudden pain. No big deal.”
“Uh huh,” he replied, grinning knowingly.
“What?” she asked with a frown. “It really was just… Oh, my God.” She gasped again, wincing in pain.
“Okay, Jess, that was it for today,” Lester said, helping her up from the chair. “Call someone to cover for you and then I’ll take you to the medical bay.”
“I’m fine,” she objected.
“I know you are,” he replied with a smile, something that seemed very unusual for him. “But you went into labour.”
“What?” she shrieked. “No! No, that’s not possible. I mean, I still have about a week left and…”
“Relax, Jess, everything is going to be fine,” Lester assured her, trying to calm her down. He remembered very well how his wife had freaked out while giving birth to their first child.
“Tanner, you’ll cover for Jess,” he commanded.
“Where’s Becker?” Jess asked. “He… He’s supposed to be here.”
“Don’t worry, he will be here in time,” Lester told her, leading – or rather dragging – her towards the medical bay.
“What if he won’t?” she pressed him, her voice filled with panic. “He’s on a mission. What if he won’t be here before the baby is born? I can’t do this without him.”
“Of course, you can, Jess,” Lester said in the softest tone he could manage. “Don’t worry, everything is going to be okay. I’ll call him right after I took you to the medical bay. Trust me, there is plenty of time for him to get here before the baby is born.”
“Are you sure?” Jess panted rather than said.
“Yes, I am,” Lester told her in all seriousness. “I have two children, remember?”
“Okay,” she replied with a nod, trying to calm down. “Everything’s going to be fine.”
“Of course, it is,” Lester assured her, leading her into the medical bay, nodding at one of the doctors. “There’s nothing to worry about.”
She cried out in pain as another contraction ran through her body. “No, I can’t do this,” she whispered. “I can’t.”
“Of course, you can,” Lester insisted, taking her hand in his. “Jess, you took all the classes, you talked to the doctors here and to your gynaecologist about a hundred times. There’s no way to be better prepared for this.”
“I’m not prepared for this,” she told him, her face filled with fear. “I’m so not prepared for this.”
“Jess, you’ll do great,” he answered, sitting down by her side. “You don’t need to be afraid.”
“But I am,” she objected, sniffling slightly.
“I know,” Lester said with a sigh. He hadn’t been able to calm down his wife when she had gone into labour. Why would it be any different with Jess?
“Please, don’t go away,” she whispered all of a sudden. “I… I don’t want to be alone here, and Becker and the rest of the team are in the field, and… I really don’t want anyone here I don’t trust…”
“Jess, Jess, relax,” he replied softly, interrupting her. “I promise, I’ll stay here until Becker arrives.”
“Thank you,” she told him with a watery smile, slightly squeezing his hand.
“Shall we?” one of the doctors asked, interrupting them.
“No,” Jess quickly objected. “I… My… My husband has yet to arrive, and…”
“Mrs Becker, we just want to look at you to estimate the time it will take until the baby is coming,” Dr. Miller said with a smile. “We can call your gynaecologist if you like.”
“No, I… I’ll be fine if you walk me through this,” Jess replied. Lester was right, she had spent hours talking to Dr. Miller beforehand, and she trusted her as much as she trusted Dr. Jenkins.
“I’ll call Becker,” Lester stated, letting go of her hand. “I’ll be with you in a minute.”
Nodding, Jess let Dr. Miller lead her into one of the empty rooms. They were prepared for her giving birth to her child here. When she had insisted on working as long as possible, they had made sure of that. She should be prepared, too. But she really wasn’t sure she was.
Lester took out his mobile phone, hitting speed dial. “Becker, get back to the ARC, now!”
Becker frowned at his phone. “I’m at a mission, and we still have to capture…”
“Your wife went into labour,” Lester explained, interrupting his head of security.
“What?” Becker shrieked, dropping his EMD. “Where is she?”
“At the armoury cleaning your weapons,” the other man replied. “Where the hell do you think she is?”
“I’m on my way,” Becker said, yelling something at Abby that certainly was supposed to mean that Jess went into labour and he was heading back to the ARC, before disappearing.
Lester hung up his phone – something Becker had obviously forgotten – and knocked on the door to Jess’ room.
Smiling at their young field coordinator, he sat down on the side of her bed. “How is it going?” he asked.
“Where’s Becker?” Jess wanted to know without answering Lester’s question.
“He’ll be here in no time at all, I promise,” Lester assured her.
“The contractions are only a minute apart and they’re getting stronger,” Dr. Miller explained. “Seems like the new member of your facility is in a hurry.”
“No,” Jess exclaimed with a shriek. “I can’t have the baby before Becker is here.”
Dr. Miller gave her a warm smile. “I doubt that your little one will listen to us.” She already knew the baby’s sex, but accepted that Jess and Becker didn’t want to know beforehand.
Jess turned to Lester, her eyes widened with fear. “I can’t do this,” she repeated. “I can’t.”
“Knowing Becker he will break every traffic rule there is to get here as fast as possible,” Lester assured her. “He’ll be here before the baby is born.”
Another contraction made her cry out again. She absolutely hadn’t pictured this to be so painful – and so scary.
“Are you sure you don’t want anything for the pain?” Dr. Miller asked.
Jess looked at her. “I don’t know, I… Is it safe for the baby?”
“Of course, it is,” Dr. Miller assured her. “The spinal anaesthesia won’t hurt the baby. You will still feel the contractions and experience the birth at full conscious, but it will be a lot less painful. But you have to make the decision fast, there’s not much time left.”
Jess thought about it. It was painful, really painful. Feeling another contraction, she gasped, “Okay, I… I want the anaesthesia.”
Smiling, Dr. Miller took out the syringe and tube she had prepared beforehand. “Turn to your side,” she softly commanded.
Jess hissed when she felt a sting in her back. But then the pain was gone except for a slight feeling of pressure.
“Better?” Dr. Miller asked, helping Jess to turn back around.
“Much better,” Jess said with a nod.
“Okay, Mrs Becker, the uterine orifice is already wide open,” Dr. Miller told her with an encouraging smile. “When you feel the next contraction, I want you to push.”
“I can’t,” Jess repeated.
“Of course, you can,” Lester told her, squeezing her hand. “You fought Dracorexes and future predators. This is a piece of cake in comparison.”
“I’m not so sure about that,” Jess mumbled through gritted teeth.
“Try to relax,” Dr. Miller told her. “It’s better for you and the baby – and this will be over a lot faster then. Are you ready?”
“No,” she replied, her voice tearful.
“Push!” Dr. Miller commanded.
Jess cried out in pain, but tried to push nonetheless. Sure, it was less painful – but it was still more than just a slight feeling of pressure. Maybe the anaesthesia hadn’t fully kicked in yet. “I can’t do this again,” she mumbled, feeling incredibly exhausted already.
“I’m afraid you’ll have to,” Lester told her with a smile. “You’ll see it was worth the effort when you hold your baby for the first time.”
Jess turned to give him a smile. “Thank you,” she whispered. “I wouldn’t know what to do without…” She was interrupted by another contraction.
“Push!” Dr. Miller and Lester commanded at the same time.
The door flew open and Becker stormed into the room, immediately rushing to Jess’ side. “Hey,” he whispered, brushing a strand of wet hair out of her face.
“You’re here,” she mumbled.
“Of course, I am,” Becker whispered, kissing the top of her head.
“I can’t do this,” Jess whispered, a tear escaping her eye. “It’s too painful, and I’m… too exhausted.”
“Don’t worry, you’re doing great,” he assured her, looking worriedly at Dr. Miller who gave him a reassuring smile.
Looking at Lester, he gave him a firm nod. “Thank you,” he whispered.
Lester nodded in return. This certainly was the moment he was supposed to sneak out and leave the parents-to-be alone, but Jess was refusing to let go of his hand.
“You’re doing great,” Becker repeated, sliding on the bed behind her to offer as much support as he could. He felt Jess relax against him instantly.
“Yes, you’re doing a very good job,” Dr. Miller assured her with a warm smile. “Only a few more pushes and you’ll be parents.”
Jess nodded, taking encouragement and new strength from Becker’s presence.
Despite the anaesthesia, she felt like the contractions were ripping her whole body apart. Was it just her or were they still getting stronger? She tried to breathe as she’d been told during the classes. She tried to push whenever Dr. Miller told her to. But she really just wanted this to be over.
And then all of a sudden it was. One final push and Dr. Miller announced, “There you go. It’s a girl.”
“You did it, Jess,” Becker whispered, kissing her temple. “It’s over.”
“Where’s… the baby?” she asked breathlessly. “Where’s… our daughter?”
“Right here,” Dr. Miller replied, smiling widely at her, as she put the freshly cleaned baby into her arms.
Jess didn’t even try to stop the tear that rolled down her cheek. “She’s so beautiful,” she whispered, gently cradling the little bundle.
They had told her about after pains and the expulsion of the afterbirth, but Jess didn’t feel anything anymore. She indulged in the feeling of holding their daughter for the first time. Or maybe she was just too exhausted to really feel anything else.
“You were amazing,” Becker told her, lovingly looking at the baby in his wife’s arms. “I love you, Jess.”
Jess didn’t answer. She was just too exhausted to say anything. She couldn’t stop her eyes from closing.
“Jess? Are you okay?” Becker asked in concern, noticing how incredibly pale she suddenly was. “Jess?” he repeated, but she remained unresponsive. Carefully taking the baby from her arms, he looked first at Dr. Miller then at Lester.
Lester frowned at Jess in concern. This surely wasn’t normal. He remembered that his wife had been exhausted after giving birth as well, but she hadn’t passed out like this. “Dr. Miller?” Lester demanded.
Without saying a word, she pushed an ultrasound unit next to the bed and let the scanner run over Jess’ abdomen. “Mr Lester, call Dr. Ryan, please,” she said calmly, rushing to one of the lockers to get the anaesthesia. It only took her a few seconds to fill the syringe and inject the agent into Jess’ arm.
Nodding, Lester rushed outside.
“What’s wrong?” Becker asked, his face filled with concern.
“There are some complications we have to take care of,” Dr. Miller said. “Your wife is bleeding profusely. I’m afraid we’ll have to operate.”
“Why is she bleeding?” he wanted to know. “What… What does that mean?”
“Since your wife is unconscious, you’ll have to make the decision now,” Dr. Miller told him without answering his questions.
“What… What decision?” he stuttered, rising from the bed so that he wasn’t in the way.
“Are we allowed to perform the surgery?” she asked, waiting for Becker to nod. “Are we allowed to give her banked blood to compensate the blood loss?”
“Of course,” Becker whispered. He suddenly felt sick. This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be.
“Are we allowed to remove her uterus if necessary?”
“What?” Becker asked in shock. He couldn’t make such a decision for Jess.
“Captain Becker, we need your permission to treat her,” Dr. Miller insisted.
“Yes,” he finally said, looking at Jess’ figure on the bed. “Do whatever is necessary to save her life.”
Dr. Ryan and two nurses rushed into the room.
Dr. Miller quickly filled them in, and they pushed Jess out of the room and into the OR.
Becker ran a head over his head. This wasn’t how he’d pictured this day to go.
“Don’t worry,” Lester told him, stepping next to him. “They’ll deal with whatever complications there are. They know I’ll fire them if they don’t.”
Becker didn’t answer. As a matter of fact, he hadn’t really heard Lester’s words. His mind was trying to process what had just happened – and what this might mean for his future.
It had taken him long enough to realise how he felt for Jess. As a matter of fact, it had been a situation similar to this, he fearing that she wasn’t going to survive the day; that had made him understand.
It hadn’t escaped his notice that Jess had had a crush on him almost from the moment they’d met. As a matter of fact, it had been hard to miss even for him. He had kept telling himself that it would pass eventually. That she would eventually understand what he had already known; that he wasn’t a good man for her. He was a loner, no one a woman like her should fall in love with.
In the end, it had been him who had realised something: that he was in love with her, too. And even after he had known, he had kept pushing her away, telling himself that he would never be good enough for her.
Now, he was happier than he’d even been in his life – and he was about to lose everything he had. He knew he wouldn’t want to go on living if anything happened to Jess.
Looking at the baby in his arms, he knew it was selfish to feel that way. He knew the baby would need him, especially if…
He suddenly felt sick, incredibly sick. If he hadn’t told her to have the baby…
“Becker,” Lester’s voice interrupted him. “It’s not your fault, and it’s not the baby’s fault. No one could have known this was going to happen – but I’m sure everything will be fine.”
“Don’t think about it now,” Lester told him. “Think about your daughter and the life you’re going to have soon. Jess will be fine.”
Becker nodded, looking again at the baby in his arms. She was so small, so vulnerable, and Becker knew she needed him to be strong for her. But he honestly wasn’t sure he could be.
He sat down in front of the doors to the OR, cradling their little daughter. Jess had to survive. There was no way she could leave him now – not like that. They were supposed to be a happy family, not a single father and a daughter who would never know her mother.